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[x x PAN i K__]

a.k.a xxx_________ V I X E N



So what if you can see the darkest side of me,
No one will ever change this animal I have become!
Help me believe it's not the real me,
Somebody help me tame this animal I have become!
Animal I Have Become by Three Days Grace


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→•____ There was that smile again, the very same one that had previously turned her insides to mush. This time though, her reaction was to smile back, returning the beaming smile with her own cheerful one. Although these actions did nothing to calm the rising butterflies in her stomach, at least they helped her remain composed on the outside. God, would she have been embarrassed if she’d been caught with that silly pout spread across her features.

When he answered she merely nodded in agreement and released a faint laugh. Of course the institute was different. Hell, she would have been surprised if he would have answered with anything even hinting at normal. After finishing her small bout of laughter, she turned her attention back to him, listening as he continued on about his roommate. Storm had told her that he’d be sharing a room with Bobby, so that came as no surprise. If anything, Tristin should be very happy and consider himself lucky, he could have ended up with someone not nearly as relaxed and lighthearted after all. “That’s great! He’s a relaxed guy and pretty easy to get along with, so I’m sure you’ll like him.” She stated, adding her own little thumbs-up as a sign of approval. Well, at least now she knew she had an excuse to come down this way if she ever needed one. All she’d have to do is ask Marie for a little help. “Aw, you’ll be fine. It might take a few days, but eventually everyone will warm up to you and it’ll be like you’ve known them for years.”

Urging her body forward, she lifted her hands and trailed her fingers them along the edge of the bed frame until she reached a single bed post, raising them and gently placing them in her lap as she took a seat on the edge of the mattress. Silently she examined the room, noting that the only difference between her room and his was size, but that was understandable. After all, she had two roommates while he only had one. She was snapped out of her examination when she heard Tristin speak up, obviously addressing her with his question. For a moment she mulled it over, a look of thought crossing her features as she decided just how much of her past she wanted to tell him. When she finally spoke her cheerful smile dulled, a look of content quickly replacing it. “I’ve been here for five years, give or take a few months.” She replied, her words laced with just the slightest bit of hesitation. “I won’t bore you with the details though.”

Raising a hand, she nervously ran it through her thick russet locks, slowly twirling the ends between her fingertips. Her early years were something she just didn’t handle well in conversation, even being as outgoing as she is. It made her self-conscious, afraid of what people might think if they learned about the things she’d done in the past and what they might do in response. Sure, at the institute she had nothing to fear, but it still made her quite uncomfortable.

She almost got down on her knees to praise whoever was looking out for her when Tristin changed to conversation to his new clothing. Smiling again, she pushed herself up and off of the bed, striding over to the dresser and plucking out one of the neon T-shirts. “Honestly, I’m jealous!” She exclaimed, an amused grin crossing her features as a lighthearted laugh escaped her lungs. “I’m going to have to talk to Marie about this, I’m mad she didn’t pick me up any.” Her lips curled into a pout and she attempted to pull of her best whine, although the corners of her mouth and the cheerful gleam in her eyes gave her away.

As she refolded the shirt and replaced it in the dresser she heard the bell ring, inwardly grinning. She’d been excused from classes today thanks to Tristin and the wonderful mission to save him from the streets of California, something she’d happily due again and again if it meant skipping her Chemistry and Botany classes. Turning back towards Tristin, she was just about to open her mouth to explain the school schedule, but was interrupted by three of her closest friends. Bobby, Marie, and Jubilee burst through the door and quickly made their presences known, a joyful smile returning to Alexa’s lips. Quickly, as if on queue, she leaped forward and wrapped her arms around the resident firecracker and southern belle, an uncharacteristic girlish squeal leaving her lips. “Jubes! Rougey!” She squealed, her joy suddenly reaching new heights for today. Alexa had gone the whole day without her partners in crime, thus she couldn’t help but be a little overjoyed to finally see them. Jubilee and Marie quickly returned the hug with a squealed, “Lexi!” before letting the petite female go and continuing with their greetings.

While Bobby, Rouge, and Tristin discussed his new clothing and exchanged thanks yous, Alexa turned and shot Jubilee a wicked grin. The teenage firecracker merely returned it, knowing the exact meaning behind it. There was a new guy in the mansion and he was available. The two didn’t even need to exchange words, the grin speaking volumes. Ever since they’d become friends, guys was something they always seemed to either have the same taste in or competed over. Often times the two would end up in massive verbal fights over the stupidest things, although in the end they’d make up and things would return back to normal.

After Jubilee introduced herself, she passed Lexi a knowing wink, something the feral mutant picked up on right away. So, that was it. Game on. The wink was practically a green light for their race to begin. Inwardly, she huffed and growled at the teenage girl before her, obviously upset with the presentation of this challenge. Although outwardly, her face betrayed no inward emotion, her expression shifting back to a content smile. She couldn’t have been happier when Bobby mentioned going downstairs and getting something to eat, the corners of her mouth rising up into a lighthearted grin. “After you.” She stated, motioning for the boys to go on ahead. Jubilee, Marie, and herself needed to have a little talk.

And talk they did. The moment the boys were headed downstairs the trio turned towards each other and began to speak in soft whispers. “So, that new guy…” Jubilee started, an impish smirk playing across her lips. Her statement was quickly cut off by Alexa though, who glared back, “Hands off Jubes, I’ve got first dibs.” She stated, her words masking a loose threat. Sure the two often appeared to get violent or aggressive, but they’d never truly hurt one another. Not on purpose anyways. Marie simple giggled at the two, rolling her eyes. “I swear, every time someone new comes along you two get into the same exact fight. Would ya’ll give it a rest?” The other two turned towards the taller female and practically sent daggers her way, heated glares followed up by a faint hiss. “No!” The whispered simultaneously, afterwards turning to face one another again. “Jubes, seriously, you had first dibs on the last one. It’s only fair.” Alexa stated, her eyes locking with the other girl’s eyes to emphasize her point. Mulling it over, Jubilee took a minute to process the statement, coming to a conclusion in a matter of seconds. “Fine. But, if things don’t work out…” She didn’t even need to finish her sentence, simply shooting another heated glare Alexa’s way.

When they reached the kitchen the trio split, each grabbing a plate and piling it with a variety of meats, fruits, and vegetables. After filling their plates, they then made their way over to a large table in the dining room, one with seating for eight. Rouge pulled up a chair and made sure to save the one beside her for Bobby, placing her silverware there as a temporary place-saver. Meanwhile, Jubilee and Alexa took up opposite seats at the table, making sure to leave open seats on either side of them.

Just after sitting down though, Alexa realized she’d forgotten a drink, mentally smacking herself for being so silly. Quickly standing up, she made her way back over to the kitchen and grabbed a glass. But, much to her shock, she grabbed the glass a bit too quickly and dropped it on the floor, sending bits of glass in every direction within a three foot radius. Within seconds, a sharp pain in her lower right leg made itself known, the brunette instinctively bending down to inspect. After rolling up her sweatpants her eyes landed on a rather deep gash, blood leaking freely from the wound and staying her exposed skin. "Damnit..." She cursed, obviously frustrated. How could she have been so stupid? She should have gripped the glass better, or at least taken her time.







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[The Loving Kind]

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As the group descended the stairs and made their way into the kitchen, Bobby lead Tristin away from the girls and towards a group of about five boys. "Hey guys." Bobby greeted as soon as he got near them, causing all the teen males to stop shovelling food onto their plates and to look up towards him. "Hey Bobby, who's this?" Asked a rather muscular boy, his eyes looking at Tristin with interest. Smiling widely, Bobby patted Tristin on the shoulder, "This is my new roommate, Tristin, this is Colossus." Bobby introduced the blonde to the rather large boy. Nodding his head and muttering a small 'Hello' Tristin hesitantly took a plate and began to load food, his stomach voicing it's agreement, seeing as it had been so long since it was last fed.

"Cool, nice to finally meet you Tristin." Colossus stated, before he too recommenced to shovelling food onto his plate. "Hey aint you the mutant who nearly sent a tornado ripping through California?" Spoke a rather short boy, his red hair falling into his blue eyes. Hearing this caused Tristin to blush with embarrassment. "Well, I didn't mean for it to happen." The weather manipulator explained, his stomach twisting with mortification. "Shut up, man." Bobby scolded towards the redhead. "It’s got nothing to do with you, Sam." He continued, before turning to Tristin. "Ignore him, he's like a girl, he loves gossip. Anyway the other two guys are Liam and Warren." Greeting them with a polite smile and a small "Hello" Tristin's voice was cut short as he noticed that Warren had two massive wings spouting from his back, which were both covered in pure white feathers.

Closing his mouth as he tried to pretend that he wasn't fazed by the sight, Tristin finished piling his food onto his now rather full plate and turned back around to face Warren and Liam. "Rumor has it, that you and Alexa are quite close friends." Sam chirped once again, causing Tristin to raise a slightly inquisitive brow towards the short teen. Alexa's that must be Lexi's real name, nice. "I wouldn't say that, she's just been really nice to me, and yeah she's been really friendly too." The blonde explained slowly, his voice tone dropping with suspicion, though he didn't know why. "Yeah right, friend. You better watch her, and that Jubilee girl, they're all over new guys like a- "Ok, Tristin lets go!" Bobby cut in quickly, his eyes wide with alarm.

Shrugging his shoulders, Tristin couldn't help but wonder what Sam was warning him about. Grabbing a glass of water, Tristin followed Bobby towards the table the girls had picked out. "Don't take any notice of Sam, like I said, he's just like a girl." Bobby explained as he lowered himself into the seat next to Rogue. "Yeah, I noticed that." Tristin joked back as his eyes looked around for Lexi. Not seeing her anywhere, Tristin turned his head and was met by a grinning face of Jubilee looking up at him. "Lexi's just gone to get a drink, come and sit by me." The raven haired girl explained as she patted the seat next to her.

As Sam's words echoed in his head, Tristin slowly sat besides Jubilee, before quickly tucki9n into his mashed potatoes. Though he couldn't help but notice that Rogue was laughing lightly as she looked at himself and at Jubilee. "Wha?" The weather manipulator asked, forgetting that his mouth was full with potato. This caused Rogue to wrinkle her nose in distaste and for Bobby to snort in amusement. "Nothing at all." The southern girl replied innocently, before turning to talk in hushed whispers with Bobby.

As Tristin's eyes left the silently cute couple, Tristin noticed that Jubilee was much closer to him than she was before. "It must be difficult being new an all." The dark hair girl started. "But if you need help with anything, I'll be more than happy to help." With that she winked playfully at the blonde, before turning towards her own meal.

Blinking in surprise, Tristin wasn’t used to girls being that flirty with him, was she even being flirty? With what Sam had just told him, it made him more paranoid about the girls motives. Though he was brought out of his thoughts when he heard a crash echo around the kitchen. Looking up he noticed Jubilee and Rogue exchange worried glances before quickly getting up out of their seats and running towards the food hall area.

"C'mon." Bobby signalled with his head, before he too got up from his seat. Tristin quickly followed foot, worried why the rest of the group were in such a hurry. As they reached to where the crash had come from, the blonde noticed shards of glass littered around the floor, and a small crowd of spectators had gathered. Peering over a girls shoulder, Tristin noticed that it was Lexi who had dropped the glass, considering that she was bent over, with her slender leg showing. Though what Tristin saw next made his stomach turn. There, against the smooth complexion of her skin, was an almighty gash, that was gushing out blood with every heartbeat. Without thinking, Tristin made his way towards the front of the crowd, pushing several people aside as he did so. Once he got in front of Lexi, Tristin tore his eyes away from the wound as coughed slightly. "Lexi, Lexi, are you alright?" he asked stupidly, of course she wasn't alright, but the young weather manipulator couldn't think of what else to say.

[x x PAN i K__]

a.k.a xxx_________ V I X E N



So what if you can see the darkest side of me,
No one will ever change this animal I have become!
Help me believe it's not the real me,
Somebody help me tame this animal I have become!
Animal I Have Become by Three Days Grace


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→•____ After a moment or two she dropped down to the floor and positioned her leg so she could thoroughly examine the damage to her calf. The shard of glass was still embedded within her muscle, almost cutting straight through to the bone, and it was still leaking blood, the red liquid staining her other pant lag. Not only did it look bad, but it felt horrible. The brunette couldn’t help but clench her teeth from time to time, hissing occasionally in an attempt to relieve the pain. But, sadly neither seemed to help. So, desperately and on instinct, she gripped the wound and applied pressure, careful to avoid pushing the shard of glass further in.

Meanwhile a small crowd had started to develop, worried faces glancing down at her and most talking in hushed whispers. “Great…” She muttered under her breath, audibly sighing as the pain eased for a moment. The last thing she wanted was a crowd, and to be quite honest it was sort of pissing her off. Was it really necessary to gawk at an injured person and not even bother asking if they need help? And, why didn’t anyone go to get help right away? Steadily her temper began to rise, a horrible combination when mixed with pain. Her animal-like instincts were practically screaming at her to get away, to somehow find a place that was secluded and get to work on fixing the wound. Sure, her healing factor was already kicking in, but that didn’t mean it had in instant effect. A wound like this would take at least an hour or two to fully heal and vanish.

Removing a bloody hand from the wound she used it to grab onto a nearby counter and pull herself back on her uninjured leg. As she moved she couldn’t help but notice the small puddle of blood that currently stained the white tiled floor, a grimace spreading across her features. She’d seen blood countless times, but the sight of her own blood pooled on the floor simple brought on a whole new wave of feelings. Quickly she ripped her eyes away from the sight and switched her focus to find a towel or something. Sadly though, the closest towel was on the opposite end of the kitchen. Upon discovering this, she frowned deeply. In her current condition she wouldn’t make it over there without making an even bigger mess. That, and she’d probably end up falling in the process. In a sign of defeat her shoulders dropped and her head hung for a moment, a soft, almost inaudible groan slipping past her lips.

Thankfully though, a familiar voice found her ears and she turned her head to greet her possible savior. Not that she would openly admit it, but she needed help. Her light green orbs seemed to sparkle with a newfound hope after they landed on Tristin, a pained smile plastered across her lips in an attempt to match her inward joy. If she could move she would have hugged him! “Um, not really.” Was her response to his question, her eyes glancing down at her injury for a brief moment before returning to focus back on him. “Mind helping me out?” She questioned, clenching her teeth afterwards as another small wave of pain flowed through her leg.

Without waiting for him to respond she quickly blurted out, “Can you grab me that towel over there so I can at least hide this sucker from anymore prying eyes?” Her tone had a bit of a bite to it, her temper obviously shinning through. She needed to get out of this kitchen and somewhere where she could properly dress the wound, or if any of the staff found out about it, let one of the instructors handle it. No doubt both Ororo and Logan would quickly push aside any thoughts of her dressing the wound and treating it on her own, even if she was perfectly capable of accomplishing the task.

As she waited for the towel, she couldn’t help but ready herself for the next favor she was about to ask. Taking in a deep breath, she attempted to relax whatever nerves she could. Sadly, that wasn’t many, but it did help to calm her temper by at least a fraction. “Hey Tristin…” She started, her tone just a tad bit nervous. Her cheeks were gradually staining a rosy pink color and she attempted to hide it by facing another direction. Obviously, she was very new to asking others for help. “…I know this might be a bit awkward because we just met today and all and you really don’t have to if you don’t want to, but wouldyoumindcarryingmeupstairstomyroom?” She mumbled out as she finished her rambling. Inwardly, she slapped herself for acting so silly. Sure, she had issues with asking people for help, but she didn’t need to sound like a babbling idiot while doing it. Hopefully he’d at least caught what she had said, praying that she wouldn’t have to repeat the plea.

Upstairs in her room she had the proper medical supplies tucked away underneath the bathroom sink in one handy polka-dot pouch, curtsey of Jubilee of course. If she made it up there she’d be able to pull that shard of glass out and properly dress the wound, leaving the rest up to her healing factor.







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Once he heard Lexi's plea for help, Tristin nodded his head vigorously. Taking a few steps forward towards the bleeding brunette, the blonde halted in his tracks. He didn't know what he could do to ease the current situation, but thankfully Lexi instructed him. Nodding his head once again, albeit a little taken aback by Lexi's tone, Tristin pushed past a few of the still on looking crowd, and finally reached the tea towel. His brows furrowed in slight anger, was he the only one capable of making sure that Lexi was ok? The rest of the inhabitants of the kitchen just seemed to watch on like they were watching a soap opera or something.

Pushing past the crowd once again, Tristin made his way towards Lexi and crouched down in front of her once he was close enough. "Here you go." He stated calmly, his eyes never looking at her leg, he'd seen the mess once, seeing it again may just tip his stomach over the edge. Once he handed the towel to Lexi, Tristin stayed in his crouching position, his eyes never leaving Lexi's face. He wanted to say something to calm her, or maybe try to tell a joke to ease the atmosphere but he couldn't seem to think of anything. His brain seemed fogged up once again, though this time it was because he was nervous, it was because he was worried about the girl in front of him

A few seconds later, Tristin smiled slightly as he heard Lexi say his name in a nervous tone, something which he hadn't heard her use yet. Looking into her eyes, Tristin raised his eyebrow slightly in question, the small smile never leaving his lips. What she said next made Tristin blink stupidly for a few seconds as his brain tried to register what Lexi had just asked. Once it had processed the data and came out with a readable result, the young weather manipulator couldn’t help but smile even wider, his eyes shining slightly as he did so. Instead of giving Lexi his answer verbally, he responded physically.

Standing up, Tristin went to the side of the feral mutant and crouched down slightly besides her, though this time he scooped her up bridal style, all the time being careful not to bang her leg. As he felt the girls body so close to his, Tristin couldn't but blush at the proximity. Turning around as he went to exit the kitchen, the crowd seemed to part like the sea did for Moses, smoothing which made Tristin laugh deeply.

"Thanks for the help y'all." The blonde exclaimed sarcastically as he slowly walked past them and finally exited the kitchen, passing a very bewildered looking Jubilee, Rouge and Bobby as he did so. "Ok, I think I remember where to go." Tristin stated more to himself, before he set off for the grand staircase that was situated in the main foyer. Along the way, the blonde couldn’t help but notice how light Lexi was. Now by no-means was the blonde a bodybuilder, though he did have some definition in his torso area, Tristin felt like he was carrying a feather, let alone a teenaged girl.

"Your like, really light." The weather manipulator stated matter-of-factly, before turning to his right after he finished climbing the stairway. A few stairs and a long hallway later, plus some help from Lexi, Tristin had finally reached her room. Opening the door slowly, the blonde entered the dark room carefully, he didn't want to trip up ion anything that might be laying on the pitch-black floor. Feeling his eyes adjust to the darkness, Tristin noted that there were three beds in here, and looking from one to another, he couldn't make out which one was Lexi's.

"So which one is yours?" Tristin asked the girl in his arms, before he turned to face her. Though as he did so, he noticed just how close their faces had become, causing his cheeks to blush once again. As he felt her breath wash over his face, Tristin couldn't help but gaze into her eyes, something which was becoming a habit of his. After a few seconds Tristin remembered the bleeding leg and turned swiftly away and deposited Lexi onto the bed to which she indicated was hers.

Once he had laid her down gently, quickly found a light switch and turned it on, flooding the entire room with bright light as he did so. Scanning the room quickly, Tristin noted that it was a different size to his own, though obviously it would be, considering the Lexi shared her room with two other people. Walking back towards her bed, Tristin cast a quick glance at Lexi's leg, but regretted it straight away as he felt his stomach tighten. Focusing his eyes quickly back at Lexi's face Tristin smile, in what he hoped was in a reassuring way. "You want me to get anything for you?" The blonde asked calmly, something which surprised the blonde greatly. Normally he would be a wreck in moments like this, but here he was being all calm and helpful.

After Lexi had told him about the polka dot pouch that she kept in the bathroom, Tristin wasted no time in fetching the said item from the bathroom and swiftly handing it over to Lexi. Sitting on the edge of her bed, Tristin looked around the room and as he did so his curiosity grew. "So, who do you share a room with then?" The blonde asked. Though he wanted to know the answer for his own curiosity, he hoped the question would take Lexi's mind off of the pain in her leg.

[x x PAN i K__]

a.k.a xxx_________ V I X E N



So what if you can see the darkest side of me,
No one will ever change this animal I have become!
Help me believe it's not the real me,
Somebody help me tame this animal I have become!
Animal I Have Become by Three Days Grace


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→•____ To say the least, she was a bit surprised when she watched him bend down and scoop her up, a mix of surprise and relief flooding her expression. She’d half expected him to give her an odd look and refuse her request, forcing her to pass it on to another onlooker and hope that they’d comply. Either that or she would have simply yelled at Rouge or Jubilee until one of the two, or both, made their way to the front of the small crowd.

The amount of care he took while carrying her was yet another shock to add to the already growing list. Instead of simply picking her up and throwing her over his shoulder he’d gently lifted her up bridal style, making an extra effort not to further injure her leg. Snuggling into the embrace ever so slightly, she made herself comfortable, a warm smile gracing her lips. At least she could rely on someone around the mansion, even if they’d only met just hours before.

When she felt his chest rumble in laughter, she couldn’t help but glance up and look around for the source. Alexa had to admit the whole parting thing was pretty funny, yet the most she could muster was a pained smile as yet another wave of pain shot forth from her calf. Closing her eyes and gritting her teeth, her attention was quickly brought back to her injury. Damn her and her stupidity. Of all days, she had to go and mess up something today, right in front of Tristin and pretty much the rest of the student body. Out of instinct she was tempted to reach down and grab her now covered calf, but obviously doing so would just prove to further burden Tristin and slow down whatever progress they were making towards her room.

She didn’t really pay attention when he spoke to the rest of the students, or when he addressed Rouge, Bobby, and Jubilee, simply registering in her mind that words were uttered and no immediate reactions were shown. And even if there had been, Alexa probably wouldn’t have paid them any mind, her focus almost entirely on her still-bleeding calf. Thus she paid little to no attention to where he was going, merely nodding her head and pointing if he asked a simple enough question about. She did however glance up momentarily when he mentioned her weight, an amused grin cracking through her pained expression.

When they finally reached her room, she couldn’t help but sigh a soft sigh of relief. I’d only be a few minutes now until the shard would be removed and her healing factor would be able to kick in full force. Her attention was brought back to Tristin though when he asked her about her bed, her head shifting so that she was facing him. Much to her surprise though, he was much closer then earlier, his soft breaths softly fanning her and the points of their noses just inches away from touching. Instantly, her cheeks turned a scarlet hue and her eyes locked with his, practically losing herself in the intense hazel orbs. During those few moments time seemed to stand still for the young feral, her mouth unable to form a single word and her mind conflicting over her current position. Thankfully though, Tristin put an end to the whole situation and turned away, placing her on her bed.

When he turned the lights on her cheeks were still a light pink, her eyes trained on the young weather manipulator. “Um. I’ve got a medical kit in the bathroom. It should be beneath the sink, if you wouldn’t mind getting it for me.” She managed, her tone laced with the slightest hints of pain. After he retrieved it, she took it and quickly unzipped the small kit, searching through its contents for various supplies. Once she found gauss wrap, scissors, a large gauss pad, medical tape, and a large pair of tweezers she turned her attention back to the nasty gash on her calf. Glancing up at her friend for a brief moment, she bit out, “You might want to look away for a sec. This might get pretty nasty.” And it was true. When she was finished pulling the shard out and wrapping the wound up, the towel they’d brought up with them had turned into a bloody mess. Although, she was thankful for the towel protecting her favorite comforter from a terrible stain.

After putting all the supplies away and setting the small medical kit on her nightstand, she casually balled up the bloodied towel and threw it into a nearby laundry hamper. No doubt she’d need to wash that tomorrow. “I think I’ll be fine now that the shard is out of my leg. My healing factor will take care of the rest.” She answered, this time sounding slightly more relieved than before. Well, that, and her pride simply wouldn’t allow her to ask for more help. “Thanks for helping me out and carrying me up here though. I don’t know what I would have done without you.” She stated, a soft expression gracing her features as she turned to focus her green orbs back on Tristin.

“I share this room with Jubilee and Rouge.” She started, a sigh escaping her lips as her eyes swept over the room. To say the least it was quite messy, something she just couldn’t stand. Out of the three, Alexa was probably the neatest, usually organizing and keeping her portion of the room very neat. “It’s fun, but I swear this room gets to be a warzone sometime. When it comes to certain issues, me and Jubes just don’t get along very well.” She admitted, shrugging her shoulders lightly as she recalled their last fight. Jubilee had used Alexa’s flat iron and simply choose not to return it, thus the two had bickered until Rouge had had enough and split the two apart, afterwards leaving to stay with her boyfriend for the next few hours. “Things are just different around here. Drama and rumors spread like wildfire, so don’t believe a bit of it unless you saw it yourself. Trust me, some of it gets pretty ridiculous.” She warned, rolling her eyes to add to the effect. No doubt the school had probably already jumped to conclusion about the two, rumors probably being cranked out by the minute. Boy would tomorrow be fun.






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When he learned that Lexi shared a room with Jubilee and Rogue, he couldn't say that he was surprised. Turning around to face Lexi once again, Tristin smiled at her comment. "Well friends are like that I s'pose, you just have to put up with them." The blonde commented, before his hazel eyes wondered down to the now bandaged up leg. Memories of Kara, Evan and Ceri appeared in his mind again, causing a pained look to cross Tristin's face. He desperately wanted to know what the trio were up to now, but deep down Tristin knew he couldn't, he'd have to pluck up enough courage before he could meet any one of them again. Thoughts ran through his mind, but luckily it didn't last long as he heard Lexi speak again, causing his thoughts to disappear and for a small grin to appear on his face.

"Rumors, much like friends are something you have top put up with." The young weather manipulator stated, before a sly smirk found his lips. "I wonder what the rumor mill will conjure up for us tomorrow." Though the blonde had a fair idea of what he would be hearing, and even though he was a little nervous about all the strangers talking about him and Lexi, he couldn't help but find it a little amusing.

Shaking his head, Tristin eased himself slowly off of Lexi's bed, before turning around to look down at the brunette. "I should leave you rest." The blonde said, before taking a step forwards towards Lexi, but stopped just in time. Furrowing his brows in puzzlement, Tristin didn't even know why he started to approach her in the first place, very strange. Blushing slightly, he must of looked ridiculous. "Erm, I-I'll see you tomorrow then, night Lexi!" Tristin exclaimed suddenly before exiting the room. As he shut the door behind himself, Tristin leaned slightly against the cool mahogany wood of the door, before talking a deep calming breath.

After a few seconds, Tristin heaved himself away from Lexi's door and made his way towards his own room. Even though he was still hungry, due to the fact that he didn't have anytime to eat his supper, Tristin couldn't be bothered to face the stares and questions that were bound to come when he re-entered the kitchen. After all, the blonde was severely tired, it had been a very long day, to put it mildly. After a few minutes of walking, Tristin miraculously found him room, causing him to smile in triumph. Maybe he'd find his way around this place much faster than he originally thought.

As he opened the door, Tristin noticed that the light in the room was already on, Causing his eyes to dart towards Bobby's bed, and sure enough the blue eyed boy was there, sitting and waiting. "Hey." Tristin greeted warily as he shut the door behind himself. Not sure of what else to say, the weather manipulator went towards his bend and sat crossed legged on top of the covers. Even though he desperately he wanted to sleep, the blonde was sure that Bobby wanted to say something first. A few minutes later, Tristin's theory was proven right. "So." Bobby began, before coughing nervously. "You and Alexa huh?" He finished, a small grin on his face.

Sighing Tristin shook his head. "Bobby, I haven't even known her a day, do you possibly think I'd be with her already?" Tristin asked, somewhat defensively. Raising his brows in surprise, Bobby's grin widened, causing Tristin to become slightly confused. "You do like her though, don’t you." It wasn't a question, just a statement. Almost instantly Tristin could feel himself going red. "Of course not, that’s just stupid, man." The blonde stated, though even he could hear the waver in his voice. Getting up from his bed, Bobby stopped at the base of Tristin's. "Whatever you say." Bobby said, but Tristin could hear in his voice that the other male didn't believe him.

"I'm going to see Rogue, her and Jubilee have gone rushing to see Lexi, they would of gone sooner, but I thought that maybe you two needed some privacy, so I held them back." Bobby explained, before giving Tristin a knowing look an exiting their room. Shaking his head, the blonde sighed exasperated as he got up from his bed. Opening up his dresser, Tristin found some comfy sweats and a white wife beater, looking at the in approval, Tristin made his way towards the bathroom. Once he was changed, the blonde brushed his teeth and splashed his face with some cold water as he tried to lower the hue of his still red cheeks. "Stupid hormones." He muttered at his reflection in the mirror, before he turned off the light and went back out into the bedroom.

As he eased himself into his soft bed, Tristin could almost hear his tired limbs sigh in approval. It wasn't long before he was lost to the world. He didn't notice Bobby re-enter about an hour later, nor did he hear him stub his toe on the base of his bed, nor did Tristin hear the profanities that soon followed. Though he did feel a frantic Bobby shake his shoulder some nine hours later. "Tristin, Tristin, we're late for breakfast!" Was yelled into his ear, before he heard the bathroom door slam shut. Easing his eyes open, Tristin soon shut them again as he became dazzled by the bright sunlight that streaked in through the gap in the curtains. Letting out a huge yawn, the blonde opened his once eyes again, before slowly getting out of bed. It had been a good nights sleep indeed for the weather manipulator, and as he picked out a lime green t-shirt, some skinny jeans and some red vans, the blonde couldn't help but feel slightly better about himself than yesterday. It was strange how a good nights sleep could affect his mood so much. Once the bathroom was free, Tristin quickly showered, dressed, brushed his teeth, and styled his hair. Though was he exited, Tristin way literally dragged all the way down to the kitchen with a still frantic Bobby. "If your late then all the good food gets taken, and I'm in no mood for muesli today." Bobby explained. Tristin merely nodded as he tried disparity not to fall over his own feet

Finally after reaching the Kitchen in record time, Bobby releases Tristin's arm from his death grip, before he merrily wondered over to till his plate with bacon and eggs. A few seconds later, the two teen's were sat at a table, both stuffing there faces, happily ignoring the stares and whispers that surrounded them.

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So what if you can see the darkest side of me,
No one will ever change this animal I have become!
Help me believe it's not the real me,
Somebody help me tame this animal I have become!
Animal I Have Become by Three Days Grace


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→•____ She merely answered him with a nod, agreeing completely with his comment about friendship. Sure, the trio had their moments, but in the end they’d always be friends. That’s just the way best friends are. Funny thing, but Alexa just couldn’t imagine having to share a room with two other girls in the institute. It just wouldn’t be the same, especially not without Jubilee’s constant rumor updates and Rogue’s down-to-earth advice. Speaking of rumors, she couldn’t help but return the smirk along with a soft laugh upon Tristin’s mention of the local rumor mill. Oh they’d be in for it tomorrow. No doubt the students downstairs would blabber on about how the two of them made up the whole incident in order to skip away for a make-out session or something far more up surd. Either way, there’d be lots of whispers and pointed glances, each inspecting the duo for some kind of answer. “Guess we’ll have to wait and see.” She stated, adding in a slight shrug and an impish grin for extra effect.

Falling silent, the young feral let her gaze linger on the blonde as he moved to stand up, her light green eyes meeting his as he turned to face her again. She could only nod at his statement, adding in an awkward, “I guess so.” The moment that followed sent a small wave of heat through her body, her cheeks flushing a light pink as she watched him hesitate for a moment, seeming to debate his next move. Now during that single moment Alexa couldn’t help but imagine the multiple outcomes of their current predicament, her cheeks growing a shade darker at some of the more irrational options. ‘Lexi stop! This is ridiculous. You’ve known this guy for all of a day, if that, and you’re already pushing it. Sure he’s good looking and really nice, but that does not give you the right to throw yourself at him! Get your head together and start thinking a bit more logically! Or else you’re going to end up getting yourself into a nasty mess.’ She mentally scolded herself, her expression quickly changing to one of frustration as she watched him awkwardly leave and close the door.

When she was finally alone she closed her eyes and dropped backwards, allowing the upper half of her body to sink into the comfortable mattress. As her head met the two plush pillows she couldn’t help but let out a heavy sigh, her muscles slowly loosening up as she continued to relax. She was about to fall asleep too, but sadly was interrupted by the door being swung open and two figures practically bursting into the room. “Leeeexxxxiiii!” Was the first thing she heard, obviously coming from an agitated Jubilee. “Mind explaining all this!?” The raven-haired teen hollered, briskly making her way over to Alexa’s bed and sitting down in almost the exact same spot Tristin had been just minutes before. Cracking her eyes open, the brunette couldn’t help but half-heartedly glare at the other girl, her lack of food and energy finally taking hold. Meanwhile, Rogue simply made her way over to her own bed, which was conveniently located just a few feet away from Alexa’s bed. She too sat down and awaited an answer, pulling her legs up onto her own bed and sitting Indian style. “Nothing happened, okay? I dropped a glass and it broke, giving me a pretty nasty cut in the process. Tristin just happened to be the first one around who offered to help and I took it. He helped me up here and that’s pretty much it.” The brunette finished with a soft sigh, refusing to budge from her current comfortable position. Alexa hadn’t noticed it, but while she had been speaking her cheeks had turned a light red hue, pretty much speaking for itself. Jubilee quickly noticed this, rolling her eyes and adding in a faint, “Uh huh…”

Rogue simply nodded and passed Alexa a knowing look, having gone through the same silly situations when she’d first met Bobby. Sure they hadn’t been this drastic, but she had gone through similar awkward moments. “So, I think it’s pretty safe to say that you to have got a thing for one another.” Rogue added, clasping her hands together as she let out of soft, girlish squeal of excitement. “Ya’ll are going to make the cutest couple.” She finished, beaming a cheerful smile at the young feral. Alexa’s reaction was to simply blush a deeper shade of red, falling silent for a brief moment before whispering under her breath, “Yeah right…” Meanwhile, Jubilee moved to stand up and made her way over to the bathroom, laughing all the while at Alexa’s reaction. “Well, I’m glad you’re alright chicka, you had me worried for a minute.” The firecracker stated before shutting the bathroom door, signaling a quick end to their conversation.

Soon enough there was a soft knock on the door, Rogue jumping up from her seated position to quickly answer it. No doubt it was going to be Bobby, who else would visit their room at this hour? So instead of turning around and being nosey, Alexa merely pulled up the sheets and the comforter, quickly snuggling in underneath them. Mere minutes later the brunette was fast asleep, not bothered in the least by her roommates.

The next morning she woke to the sounds of birds chirping and rays of soft sunlight peaking through their bedroom windows. With a yawn, the young teen stretched and rolled over, now facing the interior of the room instead of the outside wall. ‘Must have rolled over while I was sleeping.’ She thought, a sleepy smile spreading across her lips as she slowly opened her eyes. Alexa peered around the room for a brief moment before sighing, noting that both of her roommates were still sleeping, and sluggishly getting up, heading over to the bathroom and following through with her morning routine. Within a number of minutes she was dressed and heading downstairs, choosing to wear a plain white semi-formfitting T-shirt with a bright purple camisole underneath and a pair of well worn and pre-ripped skinny jeans. Since the jeans wear obviously a bit long on her she rolled the bottoms up until they rested loosely on the tops of her feet, throwing on her favorite pair of black vans to finish off her outfit.

When she reached the kitchen she took note that she was fairly late, although not late enough to where all of the good food would already be gone. Grabbing a plate, she quickly pilled it full of pancakes and eggs, adding in a few strips of bacon. The average person would have thought her crazy to grab so much food, but since she’d skipped dinner last night and breakfast the previous morning it was safe to say she was starving. After drenching her pancakes in syrup and grabbing a full glass of orange juice the brunette made her way over to the dining room, immediately scanning the room for a seat upon entering. Soon her green eyes landed on Tristin and Bobby, a warm expression washing over her features as she made her way over and took an empty seat next to the blonde. “Good morning!” She greeted as she sat down, passing them both a cheerful smile before digging into her own pile of food.

“So, what classes did Storm assign you?” She asked, the question obviously directed towards Tristin. Her classes weren’t all too difficult, fairly typical, if not easier, for a high school student. Usually her days started with either Self Defense and Tactics with Logan, or English with Storm, both leading into Calculus with Hank and then either Botany with Storm or a study period. That, and she often had at least one Danger Room session a day for her X-Men training and general training with Logan for her mutation.







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